temple to a god of hedonism that gradually changes those inside to best live lives of pleasure and feasting
if you visit once, and stay for only a few minutes, you might get out with only a little extra softness on your frame, easy enough to work off. if you stay for much longer, well...
theres a growing hunger in your stomach, despite not eating that long ago. but it's a temple to a god of parties and feasting - there's plenty of food available. the dishes only seem to grow more aromatic the longer you stand near them and, when you cave and try a mouthful, it's unbelievably delicious.
you're so taken with the taste, you don't notice what's happening to your body. your stomach bloats from your gorging, and then softens into a wobbling belly that tests the durability of your clothes, hanging lower and lower towards your thick thighs. leaning over the table for another plate, your ass sticks out behind you, round and cellulite-ridden. your figure is soft, swelling, a picture of indulgence.
and it's not long before the servants of this god come and show you another kind of pleasure. warm hands make contact with sensitive skin and you moan through mouthfuls of rich food. they guide you to a soft chair, lean you back, make sure your every want in this moment is fulfilled. one continues to feed you all manner of decadent desserts. several more attend to your body, removing the remains of the constricting clothes you entered in and then kissing, massaging, rubbing every growing, jiggling inch of you. your chest is squeezed, nipples toyed with. your gut is oiled and played with. once they're done teasing you, one hefts the blubbery mass up while another finally reaches between your legs.
the next day, you wake up in one of their luxurious beds, the most well rested you've ever been. you're free to leave, of course. but as the heavenly smell of breakfast finds your nose, you also notice the new set of temple robes at the end of your bed, inviting you to join their ranks
“Homebody”, comic-commission. He wanted to be as big as his living room, so presto! Commissions are open but with a longer wait than normal (I know, that’s what everyone says these days). Please observe my One Rule in my bio before dm-ing me, thanks!
i want to see myself swell up. feel everything get bigger. my tummy getting so huge, pushing my shirt up, popping the button of my pants. it feels so much heavier, i feel so much heavier. my sleeves and pant legs start feeling tighter, seams on my clothes straining before giving way, busting open to free my thicker, jigglier limbs. my jawline fades in a matter of minutes, a double, triple chin quick to replace it. i hear my bed creak underneath me.
Commission! Looks like Aileana's got a very large, very active litter brewing in there... I hope she realizes that this isn't the biggest she's going to get!
What's your favorite part of the animation? The bouncing belly? Those tantalizing tits? ✨
I would love it so much if everything I ate translated into fat automatically so every time I ate I would be actively gaining weight rapidly as I eat. If I realized I had this ability one day I just know I'd immediately go to the grocery store and buy myself some groceries along with boost shakes. I'd just eat like normal and chug those shanks during and in between. I'd be easily sealing my fate and losing my mobility in a day before I even hit my mid twenties, I need that so bad
magical weight gain over the course of one working day. trying to work a customer service job as you become less and less professional, feeling yourself grow and spill out of your clothes a bit more with every customer